We had a large flock of Cedar Waxwings in the yard early one morning this week. It was just after dawn on a day when it dropped below freezing the night before. For whatever reason, the waxwings were infatuated with our bird bath, fluttering down from the nearby Mulberry in waves of 10-20 to drink from the fountain before being shooed away by the next wave of birds. This went on for over an hour. I‘d be very interested to know what was going on, but like so many things in nature, their behavior was inscrutable.